Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1600

Andrew's sudden attack stunned everyone in the room.

Rachel's jaw dropped, and she stuttered, "M-Mr. Lloyd, you…"

Andrew remained expressionless as he grabbed Cillian by the hair and delivered a vicious string of slaps.

Cillian's face was covered in blood, his body twitching and jerking as screams tore from his throat.

"Someone! Get in here! Kill this little bastard! Kill him now!" he shrieked, calling for his men.

However, the doors were locked tight—nobody outside could hear a thing.

"Mr. Ulrich, what's going on? Why's your tongue hanging out like that? Come on, keep those feet on the table. Show us how tough you are."

Andrew's laughter echoed like a demon's whisper in Cillian's mind.

Cillian's face was a crimson mess, but he still managed to scream, "Andrew, you'll regret this! From now on, all of Blumedale's underground and the entire Ulrich Group are at war against you!"

Andrew delivered several more slaps, hitting Cillian so hard that his brain buzzed and he could barely stand. Then, he raised a leg and drove his heel straight into Cillian's knee, shattering it.

A piercing scream of agony echoed throughout the conference room.

The once-feared tiger of the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce collapsed to his knees right before Andrew.

Andrew patted his face and grinned. "Come on, Mr. Ulrich, speak up. Don't just kneel there."

Cillian no longer dared to act up, knowing that if this continued, he would either die or be permanently disabled. Hatred burned in his chest, but on the outside, his face was all apologetic smiles.

"N-No, Mr. Lloyd… I was wrong. I was completely out of line. Please, have mercy. I swear—I won't do it again."

Andrew raised a brow. "Really? You sure?"

Cillian nodded frantically. "Y-Yes! Never again."

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